The wall built was for what I thought would keep me safe. Safe from fear, hurt, sadness and heartache. The one thing it did do was keep me from what could of made me happy. I can only blame myself for it. I get in my own way sometimes….. Well most of the time. I know the wall won’t come down. It’s been up for far too long. I will have to climb over my own wall and get out of my own way. I won’t need any help getting over it. This climb is for me and me only. But the big question is, what’s on the other side or who????? Will I be happy if nothing is there?